The cruel man’s pov
ELIAS remains standing outside his car that he just exited while looking grimly at the face of the man in front of him. That face that no matter how angry Elias was, the smirk is still written on it, which makes him enraged.
“What are you doing here again, Elliot?” The coldness of his voice was visible as the clear blue sky. As he took one step towards Elliot, Elias reached out for a gun that settled on his guard’s holster and pointed it directly at Elliot’s head. “Are you delivering yourself to get killed? Coz I’m happy to do that!”
Elliot, who was leaning on a black sedan, lazily let out a low chuckle. His voice was void with concern and not threatened by the gun that was pointing at him. Umayos lang ito ng tayo at diretsong sinalubong ang matalim na titig niya.
